Date: Mon, 30 Aug 2010 21:10:41 +1030
From: Aiden Reeves
Subject: Camping with Sawyer
Hello, this is my first story I have written. Bear that in mind when you
read it, also remember that I usually write entire novels and I wrote this
in about two hours.
DISCLAIMER:
This is my story; it is a work of total fiction. Any resemblance to real
people, dead or alive, is purely coincidental. By reading this story you
agree that you are at or above legal age in your location. Certain sexual
activities that may be depicted in this story are safe only in fictional
literature .That said; I hope you enjoy my story. Feedback is welcome and
can be sent to me at Aiden_loveskeyboard@hotmail.com
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Tyson Green, a skinny, average heighted boy from Connecticut sat grumpily
in his family car. He had short light brown hair, green eyes and wore a
look of resentment. His father was taking him to a ranch in Texas, as he
had to meet up with an old friend and also wanted Tyson to experience a
country camping time, which, as a city boy, he had never done before. There
were many things Tyson had never done in his life, one was have sex. He was
a 21 year old virgin. He wasn't a virgin on account of being ugly or never
getting a girl, he had plenty of chances to have sex with girls; Tyson was
a virgin because he was gay. He had never come out to anyone before as he
knew they wouldn't accept him, but he knew he was gay from a young
age. Tyson remembered when he was fourteen, he was the only boy who wasn't
interested in porn or girls, and he was the only boy. This lasted from then
onwards, he realised when he was sixteen what really turned him on. And
that was the cock. He had many fantasies about hot young boys fucking him
hard with their huge cocks, and he had always stared at boys, it was a bad
habit.
Tyson arrived at the ranch in a cranky mood. He didn't want to go camping,
he was a city boy and that is how it was going to stay. The ranch was very
big and placed just out of a very small town. Tyson looked out of his car
window and saw two boys walking towards the car. One was very old and
wearing the typical cowboy outfit and the other was quite young, about as
old as Tyson and wore the exact outfit, but he. Was. Hot.
Tyson noticed that his bulging muscles were tightly constrained in his
shirt, and his jeans were fairly tight around his masculine legs and
(seemingly) large package. Tyson was immediately attracted to him until he
realised, this was the man he was about to camp with.
"Hello there partner. This is my son Eric, but he goes by Sawyer, just like
his old man." The old man said. Sawyer gave a small nod. He was even more
attractive up close. His jaw was square and he had a lot of brown stubble
on it. He had long shoulder length wavy brown hair and wore a cowboy
hat. His eyes were dark brown, almost black and he had a look of
carelessness about him.
After quick introductions, Sawyer led Tyson to the horses. There was one
chestnut horse and one black horse. Sawyer jumped on the chestnut horse
that had a large bag attached to it, leaving Tyson for the black
one. Although he had only ridden a horse once before, Tyson knew what to do
and they were off. Tyson quickly learned that Sawyer was a bad-boy and that
he called people by the name of "Boy" or "Lady", this made Tyson even more
attracted to him. While they were out on the trail, Tyson kept telling
himself to stop his thoughts on Sawyer, as Sawyer wasn't attracted to him.
They got to the campsite, a flat area on top of a hill, by sunset. They
roasted some bacon on the fire (that Sawyer made) and made small
talk. Tyson learned that Sawyer had been kicked out of seven different
schools, had been arrested three times and had lived on his ranch his
entire life. Tyson also soon came to realise that there was one tent that
they would share. This piece of news caused Tyson's heart to leap, his
stomach to drop and his cock to twitch. He wanted to be with a slamming
hottie like Sawyer before, but now that the opportunity was arising, Tyson
was very fearful. He overcame his worrisome thoughts and treaded off to bed
in the tent before Sawyer did. He fell asleep almost immediately as he was
exhausted from the ride.
Tyson awoke when he felt a warm breathing on his neck; he turned his head
slowly and saw Sawyer bearing down on him. He sat up as lightly as air and
extended an arm, he groped firmly around Sawyer's masculine
shoulders. Sawyer nodded his head down, smiling his mischievous smirk, his
dark eyes flashing. Tyson lowered his gaze and saw that Sawyer was naked;
he had a very large erection. As he looked up, Sawyer grasped his face in
his hands and kissed.
Tyson sat up abruptly and looked around, it took a few moments for his eyes
to adjust to the darkness, but he clearly saw that there was no naked
Sawyer sitting in front of him. But how can that be? Tyson thought, I felt
the breath on my neck, I felt his lips on mine. Tyson shuddered at the
thought. Do not think that, he said aggressively in his mind, you're stuck
with him for another two nights. If you start having feelings for him, you
might do something stupid, and he treats you like crap anyway.
A thought struck Tyson, he looked around the small tent and realised that
Sawyer wasn't in it. He pulled himself out of his sleeping bag and poked
his head out of the tent into the cool black night. There were many stars
out, unlike the city, and the moon was at its full and huge. Tyson lowered
his eyes and saw that behind the still alive and flickering fire, there sat
Eric Sawyer.
Sawyer looked up from the fire as Tyson struggled his way out of the tent's
opening. Tyson noticed that Sawyer still had his cowboy hat on; he was also
wearing his boots, jeans and also his belt with the large Texan
buckle. Sawyer wore no shirt. His large chest was chiselled and muscular;
he had a toned body. The bright red of the fire flicked light over his lean
chest. Tyson sat opposite him, his erection from the dream had faded, but
his worry and thoughts had not.
Sawyer was laying back casually staring deep into the fire. Tyson pretended
he also was looking at the fire, but in actual fact, was staring at
Sawyer. After a few uncomfortable silent moments, Sawyer looked up
abruptly.
"Couldn't sleep?" Tyson was taken aback.
"Oh, no, I had a ... weird dream." Tyson said uncomfortably. "What about
you?"
"I never sleep when we're out on the trail. I always stay out and watch the
stars." He said looked up towards the heavens above. Tyson only then
realised just how much he loved and adored Sawyer's southern accent. Then
Tyson had an urge to ask the one thing he's been dying to know.
"Have you got a girlfriend?" Sawyer looked at him suspiciously with his
dark eyes.
"No, had one, but she was a bitch. What about you?"
"No, I'm single." Tyson said with his heart lifting like a balloon.
"Sometimes you gotta wish you had a girl, gets mighty lonely out here
sometimes."
Tyson had a fleeting image of lonely Sawyer pleasuring himself in his mind,
but then shook the image away after his cock twitched. Sawyer reached over
and prodded the fire with a long stick. Tyson gazed down his glorious
chest. When he looked back up, he noticed Sawyer staring at him with a
suspicious, yet strangely amused look on his face.
"I see you're enjoying the view there Ty," he said cheekily. Tyson looked
down and saw his erection was bulging noticeably in his boxers. Tyson
immediately covered the tented satin with his hands. Sawyer was looking
towards the sky, as he looked back down; their eyes pierced each others'
gaze, brown on blue. Tyson blinked to the fire, but Sawyer continued his
stare.
"You're one of them queers aren't you?" Sawyer asked in his usual
drawl. Tyson snapped his head back up.
"No," he said quickly, but his guilty face said it all. Sawyer chuckled
lowly.
"I bet you wanna get fucked by me, now don't you?" He said with his evil
grin.
"No!" Tyson exclaimed, but Sawyer had already stood up. He walked around
the fire and stood before Tyson, below his belt was in line with Tyson's
eyes.
"Yes you do homo; you want me to fuck you."
Tyson's heart was pounding furiously and his swallowed loudly. He started
to shake with excitement and anxiety.
"N-No I don't," He stuttered out quietly. Sawyer leaned down and pushed
back on Tyson's shoulders, Tyson tried to move but Sawyer was too
strong. He pushed Tyson flat to the ground and held him there, hovering
slightly above him.
"You want me inside you, you gay fucker." He said aggressively. Tyson could
not fight the temptation or his erection any longer.
"Oh yes, yes I do," He breathed out.
Sawyer dropped onto him, he breathed for a moment in Tyson's face before
closing his eyes and kissing him. Tyson was sure this time was real. He
felt Sawyer's warm soft lips on his; they were forcing down and opening his
mouth. Sawyer's stubbled rubbed against the smooth face of Tyson. His
tongue invaded the mouth and they probed each others' mouths.
Sawyer let go of Tyson's shoulders and moved his hands to the ground beside
his head. Tyson moved his hands gently up Sawyer's torso and over his face,
he fingered through Sawyer's long wavy hair and held him down. Suddenly,
Sawyer pulled roughly off of Tyson and kneeled next to him, surprised,
Tyson sat up.
When he sat up, Sawyer grabbed the hem of his grey tee shirt and ripped it
up over Tyson's head. Tyson had a skinny body, it was not as toned as
Sawyer's, yet it had some muscle build. He was virtually hairless, besides
a small tuft of fuzz trailing from his belly button to his boxers. Tyson
stood up, immediately, Sawyer yanked his boxers down.
Tyson's cock was exposed; it was at a full erection and stood up at eight
inches. He was uncut. He had the same light fuzz surrounding his
balls. Sawyer also stood up, he started to unbuckle his jeans, but Tyson
quickly reached out. Sawyer stopped and let Tyson unbuckle them; Tyson then
pulled his pants down so that they were resting below his ass. Sawyer was
wearing a pair of tight black briefs, and judging by the bulge, he was also
hard. Sawyer pulled the distracted Tyson towards him by the head. Their
mouths combined once more.
Tyson pulled his tongue out of Sawyer's mouth as he lowered his head. He
leant down and kissed Sawyer ferociously on his broad chest. He was stopped
by Sawyer for a moment while Sawyer lay back in his original
position. Tyson knelt down next to him and began kissing his chest once
more.
He licked the boy's strong manly muscles as he made his way lower. He kept
kissing and tonguing until he reached the briefs. Sawyer was breathing very
heavily, and he had his eyes closed. Shaking, Tyson pulled down Sawyer's
briefs. His cock sprung out with a low moan from Sawyer. His cock was cut,
and at a good nine inches. It was completely straight and flicked up
against Sawyer's stomach. Tyson held it with his hand while he licked the
swollen red head. Sawyer moaned loudly. Tyson licked down both sides of the
cock and lapped at it quickly like a dog. He enjoyed the moans and groans
that Sawyer was producing while he did this.
Tyson licked the entire cock before letting go and engulfing it completely
in his mouth. He gagged at first, but Tyson had a natural talent at
this. He pulled his mouth up and down the shaft quickly while still
tonguing and lapping at it. Sawyer's breaths became quick and shallow. He
started to talk.
"Oh, oh man, yeah boy, suck me, faster boy," Tyson pulled off for a moment
to say something back.
"When you cum, cum into my mouth, I want to swallow it,"
And with that he pulled back onto the cock. He continued where he left off,
within a minute, he felt Sawyer's balls tighten next to his jaw. He heard
Sawyer's breaths stop. He felt Sawyer tense his entire body. Tyson braced
himself for the orgasm, and sure enough a large flow of cum spurt out of
Sawyer's cock. Spurt after spurt kept coming and Tyson swallowed as much as
he possibly could. A surprise to Tyson was how it tasted, it was very sweet
and Tyson in fact loved the taste. When he was done, Sawyer was panting for
breath and Tyson pulled off. Sawyer remained hard and Tyson's cock needed
attention urgently.
Sawyer sat up on his knees, and looked towards Tyson's cock. He saw it was
dripping pre-cum and smirked as usual. Sawyer had caught his breath and
looked deeply into Tyson's eyes.
"Wanna get fucked now?" He asked. Tyson nodded.
Sawyer forced him around and pushed him onto his knees. He reached under
Tyson and wiped the pre-cum off his cock and used it as his own
lube. Sawyer smothered his cock in Tyson's pre-cum and then placed his cock
against Tyson's tight asshole. He pushed in forcefully, causing Tyson's
back to arch and his body to shake. Sawyer pulled out slowly and pushed in
equally as hard. He kept doing this, each time gaining speed until he had a
rhythm happening. Each time Sawyer pushed in Tyson would moan
loudly. Sawyer knelt up straight with his hands resting on Tyson's back,
giving him balance. He thrusted hard into Tyson's ass as he clenched his
jaw and closed his eyes.
Tyson was in ecstasy with each thrust, and he started to dirty talk.
"Oh, oh yeah, oh fuck me, fuck me cowboy, oh, oh god, don't stop, fuck me
harder," Sawyer listened to the request and started thrusting more quickly
and much harder than before. That put them both on the edge. Tyson lifted
one hand off the ground and quickly jacked off while being fucked. He felt
his balls contract.
"Oh -" He yelled while cum spurted quickly and fiercely out of his cock,
splattering the ground. Almost in unison, Sawyer moaned loudly and Tyson
felt a warm sensation in his asshole, he felt it fill with pure cum. Sawyer
dropped off of Tyson and lay gasping on the ground. Tyson pulled his boxers
on and Sawyer buckled up his belt.
After a few moments of gasping for breath, Tyson stood up. Sawyer continued
lying on the ground and he stared deep into the fire. Tyson waited for him
to say something.
"Boy, you can go off to bed now. I sleep out here, with the stars." Sawyer
said. Tyson turned around and crawled into their tent. He lay on his back
for maybe minutes, maybe hours, thinking about how he lost his
virginity. Tyson rolled over eventually and fell asleep, happily.
Tyson awoke the next morning when he heard his name being called.
"Boy, hey boy, get yourself out of bed. We gotta ride back into town," it
was Sawyer's masculine voice. Tyson's eyes bleared open and he smiled to
himself, remembering their last night adventure. He pulled himself up and
jumped off his sleeping bag, and out of the tent.
Sawyer was on his chestnut horse, in his full cowboy outfit, with his
strong face looking downhill.
"We better get going before the sun gets too high up. We don't want to get
back after sunset." He said knowledgably. Tyson nodded in agreement and
pulled the poles out of the tent. He then crumpled everything into the bag
they brought and placed it on the back of his own horse. The previous night
had been the first time he had gone camping, and the first time he had had
sex.
Tyson sensed that Sawyer didn't want to mention their "quality time" and
kept quiet for most of the horse ride. After hours, they stopped by a lake
for a rest and a somewhere to cool off in the heat. Sawyer ripped his
cowboy shirt off and threw it on the ground; he continued to jump into the
cool water. Noticing that Tyson had been watching him, he smirked.
"You really are a queer ain't you?" He sneered. Tyson slowly nodded. "I
knew it when I first saw you, you have that homo look about you," Sawyer
said laughably.
Tyson also pulled his shirt off, and jumped into the water, the cool water
was refreshing on his sweaty skin. After a quick splash around, Tyson and
Sawyer were left floating in the water.
"So, did you have fun last night?" Sawyer asked with his naughty grin.
"Well yeah," Tyson admitted.
"Was I any good?"
"Well, I don't really know. You were my first." Sawyer's grin vanished.
"I'm sorry," he said eventually.
"It's okay," Tyson lied.
"I bet you love me now, and want us to be together?"
Slowly, Tyson nodded. Before he had time to react, Sawyer gripped his face
and pulled him into a vicious kiss. Their mouths mashed together in a flame
of passion. Sawyer moved his hands down and pulled Tyson's waist towards
him, their fronts were completely touching under the water.
Sawyer pulled off and waded to the shore. Tyson followed him and lied on
top of him. They started kissing again, their hands exploring each others'
bodies. Soon Sawyer forcefully pushed on Tyson and rolled over, causing
Tyson to be on the bottom, and Sawyer to be above him. Sawyer stopped
kissing and sat up. He reached down and pulled on Tyson's pants. He started
kissing Tyson while groping his already erect cock. Tyson was muffling his
moans of joy in Sawyer's mouth. Sawyer started to stroke his cock slowly,
the water of the lake acted as a good lubrication. Sawyer picked up his
pace and started to pump quickly on Tyson, he pulled his face off him, to
let the boy breathe while he was about to cum. Sawyer pumped harder and
quicker than he ever had on himself. Tyson was brought to one of the best
orgasms of his life; he started to yell madly while cum spurted again and
again out of his cock.
After he was done, he slumped back down. After a couple of breaths, he
reached out for Sawyer's belt buckle; however, Sawyer pulled back
un-allowing Tyson to unbuckle his pants. As Tyson gave a confused look
Sawyer explained.
"I really have to piss, then you can do what you want to me boy," Tyson's
look of confusion quickly changed to excitement.
"I don't mind," He said smiling. Sawyer realised what he meant and unzipped
his pants.
He flipped out his erect cock at its full length of nine inches. He closed
his eyes and navigated his cock to face Tyson's chest. He let a long stream
of piss flow from his cock all over Tyson. Tyson felt the warmth and
sweetness of the piss run down him. His soft cock was instantly brought
hard again. After he was done, Sawyer let go of his cock, but before he had
time to do anything else, Tyson engulfed the cock in his mouth. He started
the same rhythms as the night before, but also adding a "juicing" motion,
in which he twisted his tight lips around the head of the throbbing
cock. After a few minutes of quick lapping and sucking of his cock, Sawyer
was spurting cum again. Once again, Tyson swallowed it all.
After that, the boys agreed that they should hit the road. They washed
themselves off in the lake and put their clothes on. After riding back to
the farm, Sawyer took Tyson behind the shed.
"Thank you brother, for all that happened out camping." Sawyer said
smiling.
"Thank you, you were my first and I'm glad of it. Thanks so much for taking
me camping," Tyson replied, grinning equally as hard. They shared one last
long, tongue kiss before Tyson got into his father's car.
"Did you enjoy the camping experience?" His father asked once they were
driving away.
"I loved it, I'd come back here any day." Tyson said. He looked back to the
farm and thought of Sawyer, his perfect figure and his perfect everything.
Tyson then closed his eyes and fell asleep. Who knows what will happen from
here? He thought to himself.